Monday, June 25, 2012

Twenty Eightish of My Favorite Photos From Our Third Year of Marriage.

It has been a year. A year that looked like this:

Twenty Eight:

april 17-21

Twenty Seven:

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Twenty Six:

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Twenty Five:

early may-9

Twenty Four:

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Twenty Three:

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Twenty Two:

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Twenty One and a Half:

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Twenty One:

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Twenty:

Saturday-10

Nineteen Point Seven:

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Nineteen:

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Eighteen:

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Seventeen:

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Sixteen:

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Fifteen:

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Fourteen:

Early April-13

Thirteen:

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Twelve:

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Eleven:

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Ten:

June 13-11

Nine:

feb 14-1

Eight and a Half:

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Wedding-15

Eight:

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Seven and Three Quarters:

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Seven:

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Six:

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Five:

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Four:

april 17-13
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Three:

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Two:

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Two Take Two:

february eighth-9

One and a Half:

Saturday-11

One:

Saturday-9

During our third year of marriage, we settled into a new state, turned a hobby into a business, began grad school, battled unemployment for fifty weeks, saw the ocean, didn't have any money to fund a Christmas (even a tree!), welcomed a new sister-in-law into our family, wound up in a Kansas City hospital for twenty-four hours when our baby couldn't breathe, were shocked to find out about a surprise (but super wanted!) pregnancy, finished Andrew's first year of grad school, traveled to Europe, entered into real world employment, kissed sunburned cheeks, struggled to fold all of our laundry in a timely manner, started new traditions- including eating Sunday dinner sitting on the floor and buying books on Valentine's Day, argued about petty things, kept our little bear up way past his bedtime, stayed up too late talking in our bed past three in the morning, ate a lot of Chick-fil-a, had a hard time keeping things together but somehow kept things together anyway, and realized that, even though it can't pay for your child's doctor's appointments, love really is the most important thing, just like we assumed all along.

It was a good year but also a ridiculously hard one and I am ready for the next. Hello, Year Four!

See photos from Year One here.
Annnd Year Two here.